Looking Ahead

The little brown-skinned girl started it
with her lime-green knitted hat.
The cabling reminded me of all those
blue or brown jumpers.
Looking to cross Stamford Hill the
other way an Ann Widdecombe look-alike
but with a straight set white baseball cap.
A Hassidic Jew sported his hat covered in
a Morrison’s carrier bag to keep the rain off.
Further up a swarthy brownish Jew
with a brown knitted skull cap stopped,
greeted a very respectable looking Jewish
man pushing a pram with a little girl
hanging on. Brown knitted skull cap
walked with a limp. During the pleasantries
he sort of hid a cigarette behind his back;
hellos over, he limped and puffed away.
A tall slim woman in a full length black burqa,
I could just see her tall tapping high-heels.
A fairly elderly flat-capped man steered a
vintage three-wheeler onto the pavement,
fingered his numbers into the Lloyds cash machine.
A very dark black guy, not young in years, pedalled
along – he wore a sort of black tea-cosy but
you could still see his furrowed face.
His front wheel had three yellow tennis balls,
stuck between the spokes, going round ‘n round.
A big red double decker bus, rested up under a tree,
swallowed a little diesel, showed off some
fetching khaki yellow locks.